I built forty million miles of strip-malls
And I painted the sky with aerosol
Plugged the hole in your pockets with credit cards
And clouded your eyes with sitcoms

I put the con in convenience, and I string you along
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong

Owwwww

I make tiny, starving fingers sew your comfy running shoes
And I make more money than any man could ever use
Been called a cool mother fucker, but I'm not that mean
You see I'd gladly leave the dregs of the earth to the meek

Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong
Don't worry your head 'cause there ain't nothing wrong

Owwwwww
Whoo

This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life

This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
For me
For me
For me

• A Thousand Forms of Mind
• Beneath The Valley of The Underdog
• Ghost
• I Have to Laugh
• I Will Fight No More Forever
• Move With The Wind
• Night of The Hunted
• Oblivion
• Poisoned Water
• Real Low Vibe
• This is The Life
• Try to Be Kind